Thank you for reading my first blog last week and for all your kind words. Let's crack straight on with this week's, shall we?
Gosh, it can be hard when you feel as if the whole world’s against you – as Maria does right now – but you have to believe in what you know to be the truth – no matter what awful things people are saying about you, don’t you?
She's not having a lot of fun right now, but it did cross my mind that I can’t actually recall having ever seen Maria laugh. Oh wait … no, my mistake; that was only half a smile in that Episode from June 2006.
I smiled – nay, laughed – as Rosie tottered across the road and wailed to Sal “Oh mum, have you seen my hair? It’s like a rat’s nest. I totally need some hair extensions. I’ve always wanted to be able to sit on my hair.” Wouldn't you just love to go to work in the mornings knowing you were going there to write lines like that?
Now that Sally’s got half of Kevin’s money, Rosie’s working hard on both of them to ensure she’ll be getting a cut - even offering to look after baby Jack for the afternoon. Wish we’d seen a bit of that!
Talking of manipulative kids: next door to the Webster’s, Eddie Windass has already had enough of devil-child Faye and is packing his bags. What's that? "Far-fetched and unbelievable storyline?" Answers on a postcard to Mr. E. Windass, somewhere in Germany.
Things run like clockwork in Germany – so they’d have us believe – but they’d be hard-pressed to beat the Health Centre for efficiency. As John/Colin went in for his 5.00 appointment the clock said 5.00. Now that’s impressive. They missed a trick though. Wouldn’t it have given us eagle-eyed viewers a chuckle (and been more realistic!), if the clock had said maybe 5.30 - like in a Doctor's in the real world?
The funniest thing this week though has been Roy’s mother Sylvia. She’s another Blanche in the making. When a character has so many great one-liners that you don’t know which to choose, that’s when you know you’re onto a winner, but my Grin of the Week has to be this gem:
Kevin: “Wondered if you wanted a lift to the hearing?”
Sally: “I’d rather be driven by Stevie Wonder.”
Do we think there’s the hint of a reconciliation on the cards? I wouldn’t be surprised. Let’s hope so. Kev without Sal is like seeing Peter Barlow sober … strangely unsettling.
